Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1887-07-14

accomplished daughter. who word, no
doubt. look down on me. 1 have my
bread and butter to earn, and had bet
ter contine myself to it."
POSSIBLY you are right But how
came your father to lose his money? l
thought he inherited a fine fortune"
Eyes, sir; but he was drawn into in
curing responsibility for relative.
He is not ruined by any means. but is
merely hampered, and thinks he will
pull through in time with little econ
omy and prudence; and 1 have no
doubt he will. But 1 am only in his
way, or 1 would have remained.
Have you ever thought of trying
farming?"
mo, sir. 1 have no capital and
know nothing of it."
''Do you know more of selling gro
ceries and dry goods?'
Not bit more; but. you see, am
paid something there while learn"
Your friend, OF your acquaintance,
as You call him, goes to Gritfton. too
does hep"
''Yes, sir; but he goes there in a diff
ferent capacity. believe he represents
his father in some transaction about
property with the Judge, and is to re-
main there some days as a guest, until
the affair is closed. Possibly, as his
father wants him to marry, he may be
on tour of observation, and take in
the Judges daughter. Though that is
impertinent of me, for he has said moth
ing on the subject"
IN snl- ho 10 or 10
to be able to pick and choose at his
pleasure?" inquired the girl. looking
quizzically over her fathers shoulder.
HE can be very fascinating when he
chooses. I am told" replied Boiling;
land as he is handsome, an only son,
and his father worth millions, he is at
least what elderly ladies call "a good
CATCH"
'He puts up his fascination along
with his courtesy, suppose, and leaves
both at home when he travels" said
the girl.
Lucy! Lucyr' cried her father.
'some thoughts had better be left I'M
spoken"
The conversation turned into other
channels. But the old farmer still pur-
sued his queries in the most artful way.
There is strong thirst for information
in the rural mind, but in this instance
it seemed to be personal.
At last the elegant Jim Poulder came
back from the smoking-car with L
strong nicotian aroma shedding itself
from his person. He brought some
thing more with him. His voice had
that thickness which told of the drain
ing of his pocket-fask. He was jolly
and confidential.
Sorry, old fellow" he said, "to
have left you SO long. Been bored to
death for want of company, haven't
youp'
''Oh, no! have enjoyed a very pleas
ant conversation with our genial neigh
Dor over the way"
Genial! Well. of all the queer
chaps for picking up all low acquaint-
ance, you beat 'em and give 'em six in
the game"
''Ssh! They'll hear YOU"
''Let 'em, who caresP Going to stop
at the Junction."
mo; there is a one horse sort of con-
Meeting train, learn, and shall push
on to Griffton at once"
Al sha'n't. I'll lie over day. I'm
sort of worn out, and I'll come over to-
morrow as fresh as daisy. Hope you'll
have a good time among the cheese and
candles. intend to look in on you
before leave, and see how doth the
little busy bee improve each shining
| hour"
Thank you; you're very kind"
The brakeman craned his neck in the
! door. and uttered some sounds, appar-
emily ''Grittin Juxsh' ~" which the ex-
| perienced ear understood to be Griffton
Junction, and the travellers for that
point left the cars. Poulder made his
way, with his luggage, to the little no.
| tel there, while the farmer and daugh-
ter, followed by Boiling. made theirs
to the single car, with little superan-
uated engine attached, which stood
waiting. There were no other passen-
gers, and the three had the car to them
selves.
Come over here. Mr.. Boiling" said
the old man, after the car had been in
motion awhile; al want to talk with
you bit. Turn down that seat. That
will do. You said you had a letter for
Judge Carter and didn't intend to de-
liver it,
Eyes, sir'
''Did it never occur to you, young
man, that it was your duty to obey a
fathers orders?''
al trust, sir, that I'm usually obedi-
ent. 1t was not a positive order. l
shall write to him and explain"
II tell you that you should deliver
that letter to its proper owner. You
are only trustee in the case. 1 am
Judge Carter. and this is my daughter
Lucy. Hand over the paper to the